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Now we can sit here and reflect on what to doFace the cold arithmetic dividing me and youShould we flip a coin or simply reach into a hat?Maybe if we take our time, it won't resort to thatWooI need a U-Haul to transport this cashPull up eighteen-wheeler, load of HermèsI need a U-Haul to transport this cashPulled up eighteen-wheeler, load of Hermès (Uh, shit)Pop out in Audemars, digital dash (Brrt)Send out the word, it wasn't nothin', just smashed (Heard)Brand-new convertible, load it, no crappin' (Ayy)Order up a plane, I got motion in traffic (Huh)Louis V threads go well with the Patek (Woah)Quit all that yappin' and turn off the cappin' (Quit)Makin' it happen, I'm not the one rattin'Ballin' sporadic, more likе automatic (Uh)Get out in traffic, go step and get activе (Get out)Straight out the bottom, the floor like a magnet (Yeah)Gettin' to the money, done made it a habit(Get to the money, yeah)Got my weight up, dog (Yeah)Got my cake up, dog (Got my cake up)Got your hate up, dog (Woah)I can't fuck with y'all (I can't even play)Stay out rippin', dog, big ol' steppin', dog(Big ol' steppin', dog)Fuck you thinkin', dog? Leave you stankin', dog(I don't even play like that)Put nothin' past it, dog, don't put nothin' past me, dog(What you say?)Knockin' money off, I'm knockin' that money off(Play with them racks)Couldn't stash it in the house, I'm stashin' in the loft(What you been sayin'?)Got cocaine in the wall, my plug pick up my callCut the coke in half (Hold on)And whipped it up some more (Hold on)Got tusi, you got whippets (Hold on)You can come and join (Hold on)I pay a ho to get her tummy tucked (Hold on)Wanna snatch the Aventador (Hold on)Got heroin in my cup (Hold on)Smell it comin' out my pores (Hold on)They just lined a whole nigga up (Hold on)Belt to ass inside the club (Hold on)Pyrex, had the fork on me7 in the morning (Hold on)Make some money like a race track (Hold on)Goin' Jeff Gordon (Hold on)Pull off in a whole 'nother oneSeventeen hundred horseGot my weight up, dog (Yeah)Got my cake up, dog (Got my cake up)Got your hate up, dog (Woah)I can't fuck with y'all (I can't even play)Stay out rippin', dog, big ol' steppin', dog(Big ol' steppin', dog)Fuck you thinkin', dog? Leave you stankin', dog(I don't even play like that)Put nothin' past it, dog, don't put nothin' past me, dog(What you say?)Knockin' money off, I'm knockin' that money off(Play with them racks)Couldn't stash it in the house, I'm stashin' in the loft(What you been sayin'?)Got cocaine in the wall, my plug pick up my callNow we can sit here and reflect on what to doFace the cold arithmetic dividing me and you

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